Since the end of the civil war in the Southern Territory, all the churches in the Southern Territory had entered a period of vacuum. The most influential Church of Holy Light was sealed in Louin City, and the activities of the missionaries had also stopped. The relatively weak and scattered heretical churches outside the Church of Holy Light quickly sensed the danger and took the initiative to stop or reduce the frequency of activities in the Southern Territory. With the end of the war in the Southern Territory, the spreading of faith in this land had essentially become a vacuum. The only thing that was still spreading was the "Protestant Faith of Holy Light," or the "Pure Holy Light Doctrine," which was slowly seeping out from Cecil City.
With the launch of the "propaganda campaign," the slowly seeping Protestant Faith would quickly fill this vacuum. Correspondingly, the influence of the old Church of Holy Light would suffer an extremely heavy blow in the process.
The printing machine in Cecil City started.
Newspapers and propaganda materials were covering the entire Southern Territory. Every day, every minute, every second, there were articles about the secrets and discussions of the Church of Holy Light that appeared in front of people.
Under the pen of Godwin Orlando and Wright, these articles dissected the behemoth that was the Church of Holy Light in an extremely cold, clear, and straightforward manner. For the first time, the Church of Holy Light was not a superior supernatural force, nor was it a holy group full of divine halos. Instead, it was an ordinary force that needed to rely on strength and money to operate. After removing all the luxurious rhetoric and concealment, people saw for the first time how the church operated. How it controlled the spread of theological knowledge, how it maintained the purity of the top members, how it recruited new people, how it amassed wealth, how it maintained its military force to ensure its own status, and how it fabricated lies to attack its competitors …
After all the details were dissected, every part of the operation of the Church of Holy Light became devoid of any holiness.
On this basis, the news from Louin City began to quietly appear on all the eye-catching pages of the newspaper as the current affairs interspersed with the "popular science column."
As the chief writer of the news page, Godwin Orlando's grammar skills showed great strength. His article did not require any abusive words, nor did it require any intense emotional expression. He just quietly stated everything about the Church of Holy Light, and that had already awakened thousands of people.
However, newspapers alone were not enough.
Cecil City, in a special building at the edge of the Mage District, Gypsy was trying her best to calm down.
This building was originally a part of the Magitech Research Institute. However, with the establishment of the Magic Net's communication and broadcasting system, this building was separated and became an independent control center for the Magic Net's communication and broadcasting system. On the upper floor, the technicians worked overtime to renovate and renovate it. Based on the experience of the first Magic Net broadcast, this building was transformed into Cecil's first 'broadcasting studio' with practical meaning.
Although Gypsy thought that she had a good psychological quality, and although she was very confident before, she still felt an uncontrollable nervousness filling her heart at this moment.
She sat in the corridor outside the studio, looking through the window at the magitech technicians performing the final adjustments of the equipment. It was a light blue room, and half of the room was reserved for her. It was decorated like an ordinary and warm living room, with simple and comfortable sofas and round tables, and soft and bright lights. The other half of the room was like a huge and complex magic laboratory. Three specially made large Magic Net terminals were placed in three different directions. Metal beams covered with magic patterns extended from the base of the Magic Net terminals to the control seat at the end of the room. A row of chairs and rune devices were set there to control the lights of the entire room and the status of each Magic Net terminal. When the 'program' began, the seats would be filled with technicians with serious faces.
Gypsy knew that her job was to sit on the sofa at one end of the room, facing the huge and complex arcanotech devices and a group of expressionless staff as she read her script.
Apart from the machines, technicians, and a certain guest, there would be no other audience or audience in front of her. But in fact, countless people in the south would see her at the same time. Through the 'public Magic Net terminals' set up in the four new industrial cities and a large number of satellite towns, her face would appear before everyone.
She had never seen so many people in her life.
Gypsy, who had always prided herself on her eloquence, was afraid of speaking for the first time in her life.
Just as Gypsy fell into a state of anxiety and anxiety, a brisk voice suddenly sounded from the side, interrupting the witch's wild thoughts. "Are you nervous? Eat some candy if you're nervous. "
Gypsy was startled. She hurriedly looked back and saw Rebecca Cecil standing next to her. The noble lady with the family name of Glory was wearing a loose white technician's robe over her dress. She did not look elegant and reserved as a noble lady at all. She looked at Gypsy with sparkling eyes and held a handful of candy in her hand. She handed it to Gypsy and said, "Here you go. You won't be able to eat when you enter the studio later."
For a moment, Gypsy wanted to bow and decline, but by the time she reacted, Rebecca had already stuffed the candy into her mouth.
"Delicious, right? There's honey in it!" Rebecca said with a smile. "Eat candy when you're nervous. Aunt Heti taught me this. It's very useful."
"Thank … Thank you …" Gypsy was a little dazed as she sucked on the candy. After a while, she reacted and hurriedly thanked Hao Ren. "You're such a kind person."
Rebecca's reaction startled the witch. "Wow — this is the first time someone has said something like this to me so seriously!"
Gypsy was a little stunned, but just as she was thinking of what to say, Rebecca had already jumped to the next topic. "By the way, are you ready? You seemed to have jammed twice during the rehearsal. "
"I … I think I'm ready," Gypsy said hurriedly. She then nodded vigorously. "I'll be fine."
"Actually, it's fine as long as you're almost there. Our ancestors said that improvisation is the most important. Even if you can't remember the lines, you can make them up on the spot." Rebecca said, shaking her head. "And don't be fooled by your nervousness. Maybe the one who's going on stage with you is even more nervous than you are."
Gypsy could not help but look back at her temporary partner who was going on stage with her.
On a chair not far away, a two-meter-tall man with a scar on his eye was resting with his eyes closed. He looked calm and indifferent.
A translucent, glowing little girl floated nearby and tried to make a face to scare the passersby. Unfortunately, she was too weak and did not succeed even once.
Gypsy was a little depressed. "… I don't think Mister Wright is nervous at all. Miss Emily is not nervous either."
Rebecca also saw this. She wanted to comfort Gypsy, but before she could say anything, the bell that signaled the equipment was ready suddenly rang.
Gypsy raised her head and looked at the debugging staff who were walking out of the studio and the controller who was walking into the room. Then, she took a deep breath.
She stood up and nodded to Rebecca. "I'm going in."
Rebecca showed a bright smile and shook her fist in front of her chest. "Good luck!"
After sitting at the focal point of the three Weave terminals, Gypsy felt her body become light as a feather. An unreal feeling gripped her heart, causing it to palpitate rapidly.
She was still nervous to death.
Wright also walked into the studio. This man, who was so strong that he did not look like a priest at all, sat down opposite Gypsy. He showed a smile, and Emily, who was floating behind him, also showed a smile.
At this moment, Gypsy felt her nervousness lessen.
She looked at Emily, at this spirit girl with big eyes and a pure smile as she obediently disappeared into Wright's Holy Light Resonance. She suddenly realized what she had come here for.
She felt that she was ready.
"Equipment in place. Start countdown of five seconds."
The voice came from a certain direction. Gypsy did not follow the direction of the voice. Instead, she sat on the sofa and turned her head to the three complicated, huge, and cold magic devices.
She remembered the first time she used a lousy "divination spell" to fool a merchant in exchange for food the next day. She was so nervous at that time, just like today.
"… Four … Three …"
When she mingled with adventurers and mercenaries in the streets of the Southern Territory, she always used lies to protect herself and used flowery words to coax others. But at the very beginning, she didn't want to deceive anyone at all. She just wanted to eat a full meal, that's all.
"… Two … One …"
Now, she had a full meal.
She was going to tell the truth today.
"Begin!"
A smile appeared on Gypsy's face. It was a sweet and friendly smile.
"Hello, everyone. I'm Gypsy. You can call me Miss Witch."
"I think everyone must be very curious about the scene in front of you. You must be very curious about what a stranger wants to do suddenly appearing in a magic projection. I believe everyone will know the answer to this question soon.
"Welcome to the first episode of 'Witch Time.' Today, we're going to talk about what happened in Louen City …"
In a room next to the studio, a magic network terminal used for testing was activated. As the holographic projection crystal was filled with the brilliance of magic, a stable and clear image appeared above the crystal. Gypsy's sweet voice also appeared.
Gwen looked at the image and voice in front of him, tilted his head slightly, and said to Heti next to him, "She did a good job. The person recommended by Amber is not bad."
"It's better than expected." Heti nodded. "It's fine as long as she can maintain the current state."
At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open. Rebecca walked in with a happy face. As soon as she entered the room, she said happily, "Ancestor! The latest feedback is back. The magic network terminals in all places are successfully turned on! "
Then, she noticed the sound test in the room and immediately showed a happy expression. "Miss Kipley did very well!"
"Hmm …" Gwen touched his chin, but suddenly he was a little confused. "But I remember this program is called 'Cecil's Talk' … I came up with that name …"
Rebecca was stunned. "Eh, is that so?"
"… It seems that she forgot the lines, but she just made one up." Gwen turned back to the test sound in the middle of the room with a strange expression. "She couldn't even save the prompt card on the table … But the name she made up now is not bad."
'Witch Time … It's quite a feature of this world.'
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